Chapter 242(2/2)
Not yet.
This is the principle, but the Snow Mountain Sect is different from the Demon Sect. They only need to maintain their status and do not need to make progress.
If you are more aggressive, you will arouse more fear from the court.
If you can't be aggressive and make meritorious deeds, and you have to bear the risk of fighting the Holy Cult of Kunshan, then it's not worth it.
So let’s pass this opportunity to the Demon Sect.
As for whether the Demon Sect will suppress the Daxueshan Sect in the future, it is not something that he should worry about. He will not seek political power if he is not in his position.
Now the Daxueshan Sect protects him, but as he becomes stronger and stronger, he can in turn protect the Daxueshan Sect in the future.
"Whether my words are correct or not, Young Master Li should think about it carefully," Fakong said, "But I want to remind Young Master Li that the time waits for no one, and it is unacceptable to be indecisive."
If he continues to delay, the Kunshan Holy Cult will crush him with all his strength, and he must let them take action quickly.
Once the power of the Demon Sect is mobilized, it will definitely be astonishing. The key is that there are many people. The Demon Sect has too many disciples in the Six Paths, which is an advantage that the three major sects do not have.
"...I will think it through." Li Ying said thoughtfully.
This time is indeed the Demon Sect's opportunity.
If I practice the Secret Scripture of the Heavenly Demon in the future and become the Demon Lord, and want to unify the Six Paths, if the Six Paths have already established a foothold in the court by then, I will be able to save a lot of effort and have even greater power.
"I'm sorry for sending you off so far." Fa Kong said with a smile: "This matter was originally your fault, Young Master Li, but now you blame me instead, and I actually feel guilty and said these things out of compensation. After all,
Come on, it's Young Master Li who took advantage of you again!"
He shook his head: "I will suffer a loss every time I deal with you, Young Master Li!"
Li Ying glanced at him sideways: "Suffering a loss? What a fool! Let's go."
Fakong always seems to be weak and suffers a loss, but in fact, which time does he not take advantage of it?
She turned around and left, and her graceful figure quickly disappeared at the Moon Gate.
Lin Feiyang appeared in a flash and said in surprise: "Chu Jing, the third son of King of England, came to express his gratitude. Do you want to meet him?"
"...Please come in." Fakong nodded.
Lin Feiyang appeared at the gate in a flash, opened the gate, and Chu Jing, dressed in a brocade robe, stepped into the gate, swaggering, looking left and right, and twirling his thick neck.
As soon as he stepped into the door, he felt that this place was very different. It was also different from the back garden of the palace. It was indescribably comfortable...
He saw Li Ying walking out.
Li Ying cupped her fists and saluted, and walked out without stopping.
"Wait a minute, you are that...that..." Chu Jing slapped her forehead hard, trying to call out her name.
She was extremely beautiful, and Chu Jing still had an impression of her, but he just couldn't remember her name.
"Sisi Xicheng in green, Li Ying has met the crown prince." Li Ying stopped, cupped her fists and said calmly.
Chu Jing suddenly understood and nodded hurriedly: "Oh, that's right, from the green-clad undercover, by the way, why don't you wear green?"
"I'm used to wearing this."
"Black clothes really look better on you." Chu Jing nodded: "Do you also recognize Master Fakong?"
"yes."
"I was just about to talk about your green-clad undercover officer. It just so happens that you are also investigating the assassin. Come and listen to it with me," Chu Jing said.
"Yes." Li Ying nodded.
Chu Jing smiled with satisfaction and said: "Not bad, not bad, you are a good person, clean and neat, not coy, let's go."
He turned around and shouted: "Send everything in, don't make others look outside."
A group of people entered the gate carrying burdens. There were more than thirty strong men in total, all with poles on their shoulders, carrying jars of wine.
Li Ying suddenly laughed secretly.
Chapter completed!